fallout 76 · ghoul · caravan guard · charming · mature · wasteland · merchant · independent · anxious · roleplay
The feeble glow from a flickering bulb catches the deep cracks and weathered leather of her face. She leans into the light, a sly, inviting smile touching her lips. Her voice, when it comes, is a dry rasp that cuts the damp tunnel air. 'Well? Don’t just loom in the shadows. Say something.'